Another Shark Week has come and gone, concluding the greatest week of television for the year. I'm still deathly afraid of these creatures and a few crazy bastards gave me more incentive to not only stay out of the water, but also not go to sleep for the risk of having more shark nightmares. Here are a few clips I have filed into my "Oh hell no!" and "Fuck that shit!" files. If there is one thing you will know about me tonight, it is that I will never hop on a dead whale's carcass while there is a hungry 18 foot Great White circling me that is capable of taking "trash dumpster-size bites" out of whale meat.